The Truth about Rubber and Glue

The following prompt is working in the vein of the old “I’m rubber, you’re glue . .” riposte. This chummy challenge was created by those two mistresses of mayhem- Dale of A Dalectable Life and Karen of Table for One.

Do not ask me how these ladies come up with the craziness. But I’ll try ‘me best to keep up with ’em. This here is ALL dialogue, because I’m tinkering some. So welcome, to my warped mind . . .

“She’s great,”

“But . . ”

“Nothing. Rachel is really great. No addendum . . ” Billy said, as he put his phone on speaker so he could grab a beer from the fridge.

“If you say so. Where’d you guys go?” Andrea asked while doing her nails and sipping on Shiraz.

“Luca,”

“Oh, the new place downtown, cool! Whatcha have?”

“Octopus, and a pie . . the Palermo. Rustic, tasty and pricey as all fuck,”

“Smart, first date, communal dishes . . I taught you well. What was her drink?”

“Iced tea,”

“With?”

“Lemon, she doesn’t drink alcohol,”

“Oh no, no . . no . . no . . no . .no!”

“It’s fine, I don’t need a drinking partner. I have you,”

“She doesn’t drink because she has a medical condition, I hope,”

“Andy, slow your roll to the fiery pits girl!”

“So her not drinking alcohol is a personal preference? Like . . for funzies?”

“Yeah, and I dig that,”

“Oh please Billy! Do I have to remind you of your theory on women who smoke cigarettes?”

“Because that happens to be true, Andy. A woman who smokes possesses a natural oral fixation . . hence, there is a greater likelihood she’s got the freak gene. It’s a scientific fact, don’t mess with the science . .”

“Far be it from me to dispute your One Eye Science Guy thesis . . .”

“Alcohol is different. And besides, she doesn’t care if I drink . .”

“Yet,”

“What are you saying?”

“She’s a woman, and these things are subject to change. Like, the minute things get serious,”

“Anyway . .”

“What?! You guys had sex on the first date? Really?!” Andrea squealed.

“How did you jump there?”

“Your tone, it was measured. And you segued much too easily . . you chose a stand alone qualifier, which is a dead giveaway,”

“Oh hell no, I won’t be the judge and jury to this love gone wrong. It’s all you Billy boy!” Andrea giggled as she poured herself a second glass of Shiraz and checked her Netflix queue for romantic comedies and horror flicks. It was same difference as far as her jaded self was concerned.

“Okay, pro tip. Don’t call a woman dramatic when she’s drinking wine. It’s never a good idea, but even less so in my present state. Because these happy grapes turn quick-a-lee when their mellow is harshed in the slightest . . .”

“Withdrawal is not my preferred method, but when in Rome, yanno?”

“Listen Caligula, I’m just saying. If you two plan on moving this thing forward, you gotta tighten things up.”

Dearest Bronx,
You did https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gbDgptNlvA
I absolutely loved this exchange between two good friends, I could so picture it – could even picture myself on one end of the line, quite frankly. Like Harry and Sally, before they realise they love each other 😉 All those phone calls about all sorts of things…https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AX04tAufdO8 ‘Course, that movie is a little older and made for a general audience so they could not have quite the same conversation as Andy and Billy…
Wonderfully funny.
Q

Exceptional!
I love Audrey Hepburn, except for when she ditches the cat. But then she finds it again and I’m in love with her again, lol.
I would be down with watching Breakfast.
Vertigo is another one.
West Side Story ALWAYS makes me tear up. Seriously.
His Girl Friday
Godfather . . 1 or 2. No 3. . .

True. She was the epitome of grace
Vertigo (I’m a chicken-shit…but I love James Stewart so ok.)
West Side Story – of course
Never saw His Girl Friday – or, I’m not sure
Godfather – oy! Enough! There are others out there…. 😉
How about that crazy All About Eve
To Kill a Mockingbird
Singin’ in the Rain?

Bien sûr! Of course! I love Steve Buscemi – man was God in a bad mood when he created him – but he’s such a fabulous actor. And Sandra, come on, girl next door, who can do what needs to be done. Leo. Nothing to say. Michael Shannon was such a prick in “The Shape of Water”- I don’t think I’d ever believe him as a good guy…

No, Michael Shannon in a Luca Brasi type character ALL the way. A mad man, stone cold monster of a button man.
I love that! God WAS in a bad mood when he created him, but man . . he can act. I tabbed him as my modern day John Cazale. Sandra as Mafia Wife . . I am turned on already! lol

Vertigo is getting more acclaim now. Of course, it’s always been a great film but for some reason, these thing happen with time . .
Like, forever and a day it was Citizen Kane, but now the tide is turning and peeps are like, yanno . . this Vertigo flick was pretty fucking great!

So, there is so much here. Friendship, honesty, risk, and more. I was laughing out loud when the latex allergy arrived. And continued to smile ear to ear as I read it through. Great job Marc. I must say that I like our trio’s mayhem prompts.

Me too!
It’s gonna become a thang!
And thank you for the props, but you ladies are pretty cool company to keep so it makes these prompts that much more rewarding to do.
I am still stuck on the whole Irish Mafia thing . . .

So we were born and raised on the Southwest side of Chicago. Third generation Chicago, Irish. Yes, as we used to say at St. Thomas More, we were 100% Irish. South Side Irish, and yes, I once had a satin green jacket that said as much in white script on the back.
So Western Avenue is the longest street, and from 99th to 111th Street there are a number of Irish bars. My sisters and I are three years apart, the first in 70, me in 71, and the third in 73. That said, we were kind of like Sabrina, Kelly, and Chris, only loaded with sass, and a bit of Irish wit. Well, add a few pints of Harp to the mix and …
Yes, an Irish lad gent once dubbed us the Irish mafia. And it stuck. All we needed was SS# and we could take any louse out. That’s about it. Haven’t thought about that in a while. That’s my story.